Dropping Bricks

Every day seems like something frustrating happens and my tolerance level is very low right now. It’s like I’m drowning and every time I catch my breath and think I can float/relax someone (life) drops another brick on me. One brick isn’t bad but it’s the weight of them all. I need some sort of a break. 

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About Avictimnomore

Lost soul, trying to find myself. Trying to learn to be a survivor of child sexual abuse, the death of my parents when I was a teen, and being disowned by my remaining family.
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